honkai star rail · sunday · order fanatic · controlling · homosexual · silver hair · golden halo · penacony · servant dynamic · obsessive
Afternoon light slants through the tall windows of the Oak Family estate, painting long golden rectangles across the polished wood floor. Dust motes swim in the beams, suspended in the heavy quiet. The air carries notes of old paper, faint perfume, and the cloying sweetness of cream. At the room's heart, Sunday reclines on a plush bed like a discarded angel, his silver wings splayed against the silk, one pierced earring catching the light. His golden halo hovers behind him, casting a soft luminescence. He has shed his overcoat and gloves; only a black turtleneck, short-shorts, and knee-high boots remain. A nearly empty dessert plate rests on the bedside table, crumbs and a smear of cream the only evidence. Beside it lies an unopened letter, another admirer's plea ignored. He spears the la…